Winter is art?

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“There is a lot of spontaneous art happening during the winter time, with the freezing and melting and ice and snow“ Gun Roswell

The warmer temperatures came and went and the freezing process started again, raising havoc on the side walks of all things, people falling down and breaking their legs, arms and hips.

But if there is one great thing about this back and forth of the weather in the winter time, is at least the quick freezing of the nature kind.

As if by surprise, the sprouts were coming alive one moment due to the sun shine, and then, over night, with the plummeting temperatures, they were flash frozen in time to be persevered for at least, until the next time the gods controlling the climate would change their minds and bring on warmer breezes and doing the unfreezing of the gorgeous pieces of art work as provided by nature’s creatures.

But until the warm front hits the lands once again, let’s just go out there and admire the splendours and free art, much of it quite smart, perhaps snap a few photos in the process and write some fancy poetry or whatever words on the paper, for the rest of the world to admire at least in bits and bytes.

Snow’s frozen blanket

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“It certainly looks a lot like winter, nothing but snow, snow and then some across the land.” Gun Roswell

The total brightness surrounding
As snowy blankets cover all
I am feeling my heart pounding
Cannot help but feeling so very small
The world seemingly wider
With nothing else, but snow as a divider

Frosted as the Forest is

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“It’s snow, but it looks like something straight out of a fairytale or then, something someone just baked?” Gun Roswell

The snow was slowly floating
The trees with a powdery white cloaking
Like a sugar candy coating
As Mother Nature watched gloating

“Look how pretty I made it!
I don’t care one shit,
If the humans don’t see the fit.

It’s pretty and clean,
Most gorgeous thing they ever seen!

So what if it is freezing cold
And the ever rising wind blows!
Better suck it and enjoy,
For this, is my utter ploy!”

And so the little minions of Earth
Went forth in both fear or mirth
After all, how long could it be before the birth
Of summer

Winter, has landed over suburban land

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“It’s that time again, winter! Lasting for the next, say six or more months! Not fun!!!” Gun Roswell

Cold, quite white and certainly monochrome
Nature silent under the newly made snowy dome
But, when the sun paints a triple rainbow
(at least sometimes it does)
And that beauty, will bring you to an awe

The winter time has arrived

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“For those enjoying winter? Well, guess there is only one thing to say: good luck!” Gun Roswell

Buried deep in the newly fallen snow
When the hard winds had during the night blown
Life now going very slow
As time quicker will not flow
As this is the winter time for us all
Wanna go quicker?
Tough luck but sorry, no!
Then all you can say is:
“Doh!”

Tracks in the early morning sun

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“Thy were made by something or someone, perhaps an animal or then, maybe, someone visiting from a far away land, perhaps even not of this Earth?” Gun Roswell

Early morning after a heavy snowfall
The snowy blanket filled with footfalls
The early birds got up for skiing?
And down the snowy road now fleeing?
Or other kinds of unknown beings
Making themselves known?

It’s an uphill battle during winter!

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“Peddle that bike! It’s your only ride! Don’t give up, just huff and puff and make it happen!” Gun Roswell

uphill-battle

Ride, ride, ride your bike
Gently up that slippery slope of a hill
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is pretty chill???
(Not it’s not!)

It’s all down hill from here!

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“Taking a dive, down the hill!” Gun Roswell


It’s all down hill from here!

When ever there is snow on the ground
And a small mountain or a molehill found
The kids will arrive in flocks
Dragging their sleighs to the top
“Mommy, mommy, look at me!
Look how fast I am going!
Oops, look, there’s a tree!”

<Crash, bang, boing>

“Mommy, mommy, look no teeth!”
The kid only laughingly stated
As back up hill he ventured
If only to once more ride
Before getting his dentures

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Bikes in Winter Times (three) 

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“It’s just like riding a bike! Guess it is, only this time it’s done in snow!” Gun Roswell

Bikes in Winter Times

The several bikes under the tree taking cover from the winter’s deep and tormenting lash of snow, but that is just what it looks like from far away, as these bikes are here to stay, and even totally slay the snows of the winter, never ever fearing the weather, as they have been permanently tethered to this land of cold by their very riders so bold.

So for now, riding along, no matter spring, summer, fall or winter, these bikes and their riders are fierce and do not mind a challenge, not even something bad or ominous foretold. As they take their two wheelers out there, in the open air, peddling gingerly away, as they are not the ones long in one place to stay. And so, no matter the heavy snow fall, the bikes and their bikers stand tall, against the weather gods.

Of course, the shovel is a necessary tool, when packing for the wintery cold, as digging out from the cover light sometimes, cannot be done by hand and well, that might be the only negative, or then it is the ice roads. Then again, spikes to the wheels and thinking of the snow pushing as a sport, the nothing can go wrong for these winter riders.

Bikes in Winter Times (two)

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“Riding a bike in the snow can be fun, that is if you can find the bike under the snow first of all!” Gun Roswell

Bikes in Winter Times

In snow, not cotton
Buried, but not forgotten
Wheels, maybe slightly rotten
Never mind,
I will think of something
For riding my bike
There is no stopping!